Published in Sonnetry

·Pinned

Stillness

a sonnet of winter —

Poetry

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5 days ago

Yucca by the Road

Three ivory spires rise up from a small hollow where the road curves round For the rest of this week’s poetry, please visit my Substack: A Summer Solstice Diary This ACM Weekly begins with a diary of midsummer's day. The weather varied a great deal throughout! I wrote of the…achristinemyers.substack.com

Haiku

1 min read

Yucca by the Road

Three ivory spires
rise up from a small hollow
where the road curves round

For the rest of this week’s poetry, please visit my Substack:

A Summer Solstice Diary

This ACM Weekly begins with a diary of midsummer's day. The weather varied a great deal throughout! I wrote of the…

achristinemyers.substack.com

Feb 20, 2021

A Sonnet to Yarn

My lifelong friend, I take you in each hand, All warm and gentle, soft like butterflies That dance between my fingers, strand by strand, And onward glide and slide with soft surmise, Slip on and off the needles’ points, your plies Curl up and round to make each mounting row. Whisk through my fingers and delight…

Poetry

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Published in The POM

·Feb 10, 2021

Hunting the Spring

a poem of February

Poetry

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Hunting the Spring

Published in Weeds & Wildflowers

·Feb 6, 2021

A Whimsy of Owls

a winter imagining… — I dream of owls upon a chilly night, With feathers warm and deep and soft, In tawny brown and silver, flecks of white, Their pinions long to float the hours aloft. This purple, silent, sodden twilight glow — My heart a-shiver with the growing cold — Brings thoughts how night would find me gliding…

Poetry

2 min read

Published in The POM

·Jan 3, 2021

Anthem for a New Year

January 1, 2021, a sonnet — To all who are dead, to all who are yet to be born, This day the world turned, moon has set with the year And sun rose up on tomorrow; tomorrow is here. This day is our gift from the gods, the gift of the morn. Listen, ye friends from…

Poetry

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Published in Weeds & Wildflowers

·Nov 30, 2020

The Sycamore Tree

Red light upon a white tree, Where the road runs down to the creek; Roots where evening shadows fall, And only your head flung up to the sunset. For more poetry and the backstories, please follow my Substack: The Sycamore Tree Red light upon a white tree,Where the road runs down to the creek;Roots where evening shadows fall,And only your head…achristinemyers.substack.com

Nature

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The Sycamore Tree

Red light upon a white tree,
Where the road runs down to the creek;
Roots where evening shadows fall,
And only your head flung up to the sunset.

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The Sycamore Tree

Red light upon a white tree,Where the road runs down to the creek;Roots where evening shadows fall,And only your head…

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Published in Weeds & Wildflowers

·Nov 13, 2020

Night-Touch

a poem —

Poetry

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Night-Touch

a poem

Published in The POM

·Oct 6, 2020

Dance with the Night

night-song — Wake when the moon gleams And the spirits of trees Dance in the night with the wind. Dance with the night. Bow with the breeze and laugh With the upturned nose of the fox, Barking her joy as the fingers Of night caress her soft fur. Dance with the night. Watch with the vole that patters Out in…

Poetry

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